life

mourning the loss of a great furry friend
deciding if animal heaven really exists
moving my ganesh to my bedside table
looking for light in total darkness
crying in the morning
in a strong embrace
i realize how grateful i am
regardless.

now.
i begin to pick up the shattered pieces
and fill the rambo-sized hole in my heart
knowing that 14 years
of love
and laughter
and cuddling
and socializing
and playing
and running
is really not so bad at all.

much love, my puppy.
much love.


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